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Frank blocked all other possibilities with just one sentence, "The sniper attack took place at the Russian Embassy. Using a bullet to make a hole in the window is already the limit. Russia is not the United States. They value face more."

Jack complained silently in his heart that America was the country that could bend and stretch. They could even tolerate their own ambassador being dragged out of the embassy, ​​beaten to death, and his corpse being tortured.

Frank's meaning is easy to understand. If the assassination method is long-range sniping, it can also be classified as a political assassination. Other factions within the FSB can help cover it up, and even if there is an investigation, it will be conducted in secret.

But if the Russian embassy in France was directly bombed, the media would definitely report it. That would be a slap in the face and could be classified as a terrorist attack. Given the Russians' explosive temper, they would definitely dig deep into the ground to find the murderer.

At this point, Frank looked at Jack meaningfully, "Even the long-range grenade launcher you used in Mexico won't work."

Someone rubbed his nose in embarrassment. He was just about to ask if it was possible to make a bigger hole in the window.

Brian was quite enthusiastic. "I might know such a guy, but he is also on the 'list'. It is not easy to get him from the United States to Paris in three days."

Frank's "list" is the same as the list Brian mentioned. Law enforcement agencies in Europe and the United States, including military systems, share an unofficial list that lists all known ultra-long-range snipers.

Some of these people are active military personnel, some have retired, and others are active in the mercenary or even killer industry, and without exception, these people will receive extra attention.

The list was not long, and Jack had browsed through it and even saw a familiar name on it, Bob Lee Swagger.

Of course, not all the names on the list are real names. There are also a few who are just code names with habits or some obvious characteristics, such as an accountant who once used a Barrett to help LAPD kill a gang leader at a distance of one kilometer.

But even among those on this list, there are still only a handful of people who can complete sniper missions above 2000 meters. Jack doesn't know who Frank knows, but he said that the other party is also on the list, which means don't expect to send people to Paris through normal channels.

The so-called normal channels also include the military channels that Jack used before, because this matter also cannot be known to the CIA, otherwise everyone will be targeted, and maybe even what happened tonight will be dug up.

Jack sighed, "Then it should be okay to find me a tuned 'TAC-50'? I'm not on that list."

This time, not to mention Anna, even Frank and Brian looked at him in surprise. Those who were on that list basically had a military background.

Although they didn't know that Jack had received SEAL training, they would still be surprised even if they knew. It takes more than a few months to train an elite sniper. You have to know that there are only a few dozen people in the world who are qualified to be on that list.

The "TAC-50" that Jack mentioned is currently recognized as the most stable long-range sniper rifle with an effective range of exactly 2000 meters.

Of the top five sniper records currently recognized in the world, three were set using this gun, namely fourth place at 2310 meters, third place at 2410 meters, and first place at an exaggerated 3540 meters.

What Jack said meant that as long as he was given a "TAC-50", he would be able to snipe Vasiliev at a distance of 2000 meters.

Frank frowned and reminded, "Are you sure? If we give up this opportunity, we may be able to think of other ways, but if we fail, that old bastard will most likely hide in Moscow for a long time."

"Just find a spot and fire a couple of shots and we'll know. I'm at least 50% sure. The rest is up to luck. Oh, and I also need high-precision sniper bullets."

Jack yawned after he finished speaking. He had a small outburst when he rushed into the auction venue today. The aftereffects were not serious, but he still deliberately drank a lot of alcohol to suppress it. Now the alcohol finally took effect.

But he was not just bragging because of being drunk. People with cheats are just that confident.

For ultra-long-range sniping, there are too many factors that affect the point where the bullet lands, including but not limited to ballistic coefficient, air density and humidity, temperature, wind deviation, Coriolis effect (the deflection force of the earth's rotation), altitude, etc.

The most important of these is wind deviation. When the shooting distance exceeds 1500 meters, theoretically it is impossible for the shooter to completely correct the wind deviation.

When Jack's sniper skills were at the proficient level, he could pretend to compete with Chris in Barrett's shooting on the farm. At that time, he could easily hit the target every time at a distance of 1000 meters (1200 yards).

The effective range of "TAC-50" is 2000 meters, so Jack is confident that he can hit the target every time at a distance of 2000 meters. If it is replaced with special high-precision sniper bullets, the range can theoretically be greatly improved.

But he didn't know the exact amount, so he was just being a little "modest".

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Frank is indeed very capable. It might be difficult for him to find a sniper who is proficient in ultra-long-range shooting in Paris within three days.

But it took less than 50 hours to get Jack a carefully tuned "TAC-12", and even found a place to test the gun safely.

After sending Cassel and the two girls on the plane, they drove to an abandoned quarry in the suburbs of Paris.

"2085 meters." Jack was making preparations slowly, while Anna beside him couldn't wait to use the laser rangefinder to measure the distance to the half-body target in the distance. There were three pumpkins piled behind the half-body target to confirm the hit effect at the first time.

Among the four people present, she was the most nervous one, because whether Jack could deliver a fatal blow became the key to her escape from the FSB.

"The crosswind at 200 meters to the right is 4.4 meters per second, and at 1400 meters to the left, it's a crosswind." Jack opened fire before Brian, who was temporarily acting as an observer, finished reporting the wind speed based on the small flags along the way.

The gunshot was loud and abrupt. The "TAC-50" uses a 12.7X99mm .50 caliber bullet, which means the bullet is about 10 centimeters long, which exceeds the average size of a Korean male.

The gunpowder gas produced by the intense combustion sprayed out from the side holes of the large muzzle brake to both sides, and together with the stirred-up dust on the ground, it dyed Anna's light golden hair into smoky gray.

Anna, who was wearing noise-proof earmuffs, seemed unaware of anything and focused her attention on staring at the half-body target in the distance through the telescope.

When the "TAC-50" uses a special high-precision sniper bullet, the initial muzzle velocity is close to three times the speed of sound, but the bullet speed will continue to decrease due to air resistance.

After the bullet flies a distance of 2000 meters, its speed drops to a level close to the speed of sound, and the entire flight time is close to 2.5 seconds.

More than 2 seconds after the gunshot, the half-body target lost the half above the head, and the pumpkin juice behind it splashed. Anna pulled off her earmuffs and screamed, then lay directly on Jack's back and kissed him on the cheeks and neck.

"Get away, get away. You're hurting my bones." Jack pushed the girl away with an unromantic look, pulled the bolt to eject the shell, then took out a small cloth bag and carefully put the copper shell in it.

The purpose of collecting the cartridge cases this time is not to leave no evidence, but because after "firing and shaping", the copper cartridge case that has been fired once has been stretched and fitted to the barrel of the gun under the action of gunpowder expansion, becoming a special high-precision cartridge case for this sniper rifle.

Friends who often use sniper rifles to shoot headshots know that even high-precision military sniper bullets are mass-produced, and tolerances are inevitable during the production process, which will cause gaps between the cartridge case and the barrel.

This gap will cause a slight deviation between the bullet axis and the bore axis, causing the bullet to vibrate after the bullet is fired, which will have an adverse effect on shooting accuracy.

At this time, the advantages of hand-loading bullets are revealed. With the help of precision tools, the quality and dosage of the bullet propellant, the quality of the bullet, and the assembly accuracy are much higher than mass-produced bullets. Experienced gunsmiths can also adjust the chamber pressure and muzzle velocity according to actual use.

If such a hand-loaded bullet uses the exclusive high-precision shell of this sniper rifle, it becomes an upgraded version of the high-precision sniper bullet PLUS exclusive to this gun.

Jack can't do this, but Frank and Brian can, so their task today is not only to verify Jack's shooting level, but also to shoot enough high-precision shells, and then select the most perfect one after reloading to take Vasiliev's life.

今天弗兰克特意开了一辆皮卡车过来，车斗里足足装了20块木质半身靶和一堆人头大小的南瓜，而杰克交出的答卷是2100米以内10发全中，2500米10发6中。

This level of shooting was enough to ensure that Vasiliev would never return, because Jack was not trying to assassinate a presidential candidate, so there was no need to shoot at the head.

"TAC-50" is also an anti-material sniper rifle. It can smash whatever it hits. Even if it just hits the shoulder, the limb-severing effect is enough to kill a 60-year-old man from excessive blood loss within a few minutes.

In the next two days, Jack lived a comfortable life with everything provided for him. Anna, with a nervous look on her face, became his 24-hour personal maid, fearing that this guy might accidentally get hurt and affect his performance.

Going into the kitchen and using knives was absolutely not allowed. Even when exercising normally, Anna would follow him nervously. When taking a shower, she would wait outside the shower curtain. At night, she would even sleep on the floor in his bedroom, which made him very annoyed.

Originally, Jack wanted to take advantage of this rare break to hand in two more manuscripts to Justin, but now he is being watched by a follower 24 hours a day, so he can only seriously update the second part of his "Jack Reacher".

However, inspiration is limited after all, and the rest of the time I can only lie on the sofa and browse my phone.

These days, both French news and world news, as well as major forums, have been intensively discussing Paradise Street in the 10th arrondissement of Paris.

As a result, topics such as Albanian gangs, kidnapping of female tourists, human trafficking, etc. have topped the headlines of major hot search lists one after another, and ethnic minorities, immigration issues, Paris security and the number of pickpockets in major tourist attractions in Europe have also received great attention.

The tourism industry in France, especially Paris, seemed to have ushered in a cold winter overnight, with a large amount of negative news occupying the front pages of European and American media, especially in the UK and the US.

Interestingly, in comparison, the news of the fire at Patrice St. Clair's club only occupied a small, inconspicuous page in Le Parisien the next day.

The local TV news also simply reported in a light-hearted manner that a fire broke out in a certain block due to aging wires, but fortunately no casualties were caused.

There were no casualties. Jack was very curious about how the Paris authorities covered up the dozens of bodies. Correspondingly, obituaries of some well-known wealthy people and celebrities appeared in newspapers and websites in other countries.

The causes of death of these people were varied. Some died in helicopter crashes, some died of sudden heart attacks and failed rescue efforts, and some became vegetables after accidentally falling on the back of their heads while skiing at a ski resort.

Basically, the older ones died of illness, and those who were not old enough could only be arranged to have died in accidents. Because they were from different countries and regions, and the Paris kidnapping case dominated the list, it did not attract much attention.

Jack guessed that the person who became a vegetable was probably due to an inheritance dispute, and the family found a scapegoat from somewhere to temporarily take over. After all, it was impossible for a charred corpse to be put on a ventilator.

Frank seemed to have disappeared after coming back from testing the gun that day, and there has been no news since. As two days passed in a flash, Anna became visibly anxious.

On the evening of the day before the scheduled action, Frank finally showed up and drove everyone to Bagatelle Park in the center of Paris.

Behind the window of an observation deck under renovation high up in the park, Frank held up his hat covering his bald head and pointed eastward, "That's the Russian Embassy."

Jack picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of his finger. His sight passed over a small lake in the park, passed an overpass, and finally landed on a very old Baroque-style building.

It is said that this historic building was bought during the Tsarist era and has been the embassy of successive governments in Paris ever since. It seems that its style has not changed for a hundred years.

At this time, night was gradually falling. The crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceilings in the halls on the first and second floors made them look like miniature palaces. Everything was sparkling and magnificent.

Servants wearing wigs were walking back and forth, as if they were preparing for a banquet.

"On the third floor, in a room with only one desk lamp on, remember that location. Tomorrow morning between ten and eleven, Vasiliev will appear in that room, enjoying his beloved cigar while playing chess with others."

Jack changed the focus according to Frank's instructions and soon found a small room with only a floor-to-ceiling window. The red curtains were lowered and the dim light shone through the curtains, emitting a faint red light, which seemed to stand out due to the contrast.

Secretly marking the location of the small room in his mind, Jack observed the surroundings for a long time. He couldn't help but admire these old spies. He guessed that they had been thinking about how to carry out assassinations here in the late Cold War.

Because in addition to the position where he is now, there is a small bell tower closer, right next to the small lake. That is actually the best sniping point, less than one kilometer away from the embassy building.

According to Jack's observation, the entire embassy building should be completely covered from the direction of the small clock tower, instead of being blocked by the tall treetops in the park and the viaduct in the distance as it is now, with only about one-third of it being visible.

But the problem is that the location of that small bell tower is too good. It is so good that as long as the Russians are not stupid, they will target there the first time they find a sniper.

Frank noticed Jack's gaze and smiled, "Don't even think about it. Everyone in the bell tower, including the janitor and the cleaner, are FSB."

Jack showed an expected expression, but he still had a little doubt.

He was not interested in why Vasiliev appeared in Paris, but he was curious about why Frank was so sure that Vasiliev would appear in that room tomorrow morning and play chess with someone there.

Vasiliev was a senior FSB official, so it was not difficult to trick him into coming to Paris by fabricating some important false information. Important figures had a work schedule for their actions, so as long as someone was planted inside, it would not be difficult to find out when he would appear in the embassy.

But Jack was a little puzzled as to how to ensure that Vasiliev would appear in the target room and accurately predict that he would smoke and play chess there.

After all, hobbies are hobbies, but as a high-level spy, it is impossible for him to have too regular personal behavior, such as doing something at a certain time every day, which would make it too easy for the enemy to find flaws.

After hearing his question, Frank showed a hint of contempt, "Of course it's a psychological suggestion. Suppose you are a chess enthusiast and saw a report about a chess match in the newspaper on the plane coming here.

What would you do if you knew you had an operational agent who was good at chess and who was going to meet an important person an hour late because of the terrible traffic in downtown Paris?

"Hiss" Jack took a breath, it turned out that not only the FBI was playing with psychology, these old spy guys might be more proficient than them. Frank said it simply, but in fact, it was linked together, and there must be a whole set of careful deployment.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he was facing Anna's pale face, "What's wrong with you?"

On the way here, this girl had a stern face and was trying hard to suppress the joy in her eyes. Why is she suddenly so scared now?

"My file says that I was good at chess since I was a child. Vasiliev warned me that he would not allow anyone to play tricks on him except when playing chess, and he asked me when I could play a game with him."